Chapter 331: Ten years, the broken mirror is reunited!

When she stared at Schrodinger, Xiao Yi lowered his eyes and stared at her.
The rain wet the little girl's green temples.
Putting it on the tender cheeks made him feel the urge to pin that strand of hair behind her ears.
My hands are itchy.
He slowly stretched out his hand, pinning the little girl's temples behind his ears.
The slender fingertips seemed to touch her little ear casually...
Nan Baoyi said in a deep voice, "Second brother, what do you think?"
"White and tender, and very soft."
Xiao Yi answered truthfully.
Nan Baoyi looked up at him incredulously.
I always felt that when she talked to the Minister of Power, she was often not at the head of the horse, so she could not collide with intense thought sparks.
She said: "I think Schrödingwei and the family wives of the Weiguo royal family have committed crimes. However, they are not qualified to punish each other."
On the road, the Empress Dowager Weiguo was still insulting Schrodinger.
Schrodinger sneered: "I love her sincerely, I am willing to burn flames for her, I am willing to fight for her on the battlefield. Before she fell asleep, she told me not to kill again, so I have not conquered in ten years! Our love is so heavy, you guys I don't understand at all!"
"True love?"
Another lantern lit up in the dark.
The sound of rain is cool.
With a long sword on his back, Wei Jiannan walked slowly towards Bai said: "Dao Dudu Xue, you have not seen you for many years, don't come here without problems."
Schrodinger stared at him.
After a full half cup of tea, he had a gloomy face, "Wei Nan, I didn't expect you to be alive."
Wei Jiannan—or Weinan as he should be called, smiled lightly.
His eyes fell on Schrodinger's arms.
The sweet wife, who has been thinking about it for ten years, sleeps there, knowing her life or death.
His eye circles are slightly red.
He solemnly said, "Wei Ji, I never loved you at all."
"Nonsense!"
Schrodinger sternly said: "She bandaged my wounds, taught me to read and learn Chinese characters, and also told me not to kill again. Wei Ji cares about me! She married you because of her family mission.
Facing Schrodinger's hysteria, Wei Jiannan was very calm.
He said: "I grew up with Wei Ji. When she was bullied in the palace, I helped her to bully her back. Even the wedding was I asked for the Emperor Xian. And she told me that she had This friend is a soldier from Shu County, whose surname is Xue, and she calls him Brother Xue.
"At that time, I was thinking, that Big Brother Xue must be an extremely gentle person, so that she worked tirelessly, often bringing pen, ink, paper and inkstone to teach him to read and calligraphy. I even encouraged her and that man. Brother Xue keeps coming and going.
"but……"
Wei Nan suddenly laughed at himself.
The rain patters.
His face was dripping with water, but he didn't know whether it was rain or his tears.
He took out the half-faced bronze mirror from his arms, showing great care and caution.
Ten years later, the bronze mirror is outdated, and the edges have turned patina.
"Schrodinger, you led the army to attack Shu County that year. Before I went to the battlefield, Wei Ji took out the bronze mirror from our wedding and threw it in two. After years, I can’t recognize each other’s faces, and I can recognize each other with this half-bronze mirror..."
Schrodinger stared at the bronze mirror.
The old face gradually panicked.
He clearly remembered that when he invaded the Weiguo Palace and found Wei Ji, she was holding a half bronze mirror.
Now the bronze mirror is still well hidden in her arms.
original……
Is this the token she and Wei Nan recognize?
So what is he?
What is he Schrodinger?
Wei Nan walked towards Wei Ji step by step.
"Wei Ji..."
He whispered the name of his beloved wife.
With trembling fingertips, stretched out towards Wei Ji's face
"Don't touch her!"
Schrodinger yelled.
Wei Nan raised his blood-red eyes.
He took off the long knife he was carrying, "I have been looking for her for ten years, ten years! I will kill anyone who dares to stop me tonight!"
The long knife swept out with a cold light!
Schrodinger held Wei Ji and quickly backed away.
Just standing still, I heard a mournful sigh in his arms.
Schrodinger suddenly lowered his head.
The sickly beauty is slowly opening her eyes.
The beauty of the moment is not like recovery from illness, it is more like returning to light.
Wei Ji stood trembling on the ground.
She took out the half bronze mirror from her arms.
The rain wetted her eyelashes, and she was breathtakingly beautiful in the light of the torch.
She smiled gracefully towards Wei Nan, raised her hand and squeezed her hair shyly.
Holding a bronze mirror in her hand, she walked towards Wei Nan step by step.
The skirt swayed, and despite her illness, she still tried to get out of Duan Fang Yanli's gait.
She stared at Wei Nan, her voice a little dumb: "Being ten years late, Wei Lang must not blame me..."
Wei Nan's tears rolled down instantly.
He stretched out his hand slowly.
The broken half mirrors in the hands of the two gradually formed a complete bronze mirror.
On the bottom of the bronze mirror, there are also carved pairs of mandarin ducks and lotus flowers.
There is even the word "囍" which is only present at the wedding.
He used to dress her eyebrows in front of this bronze mirror.
When she was married, she shyly sketched out the word "囍" countless times when she was married, and she was waiting for him to return home expectantly when she was a window manager.
Four eyes face each other.
In ten years, the country was destroyed, the family was destroyed, and the things were wrong, but the affection of reunion was not changed.
Wei Ji smiled contentedly and happily.
Nan Baoyi took Xiao Yi's arm and was about to be moved to cry.
But at this moment--
A feather arrow came through the rain and night!
The arrow was cold, and it went straight into Wei Ji's heart!
Blood leaked from the corners of her lips, and the woman's pale and thin hands trembled in the cold rain.
The half-sided bronze mirror he was holding on fell to the ground with a trembling, and fell into countless pieces in the rain.
"Wei Ji!"
Wei Nan screamed suddenly.
He stepped forward to hug Wei Ji, but there were countless arrows shooting at them all around!
In an instant, thousands of ignition lights ignited in the rain.
The mountains and plains are full of silent, stone-like troops!
The front of the army.
The eunuchs of the West Factory held a dark purple canopy to shield their supervisor from wind and rain.
Gu Chongshan sat on the armchair, his long legs sloppy and overlapping.
His slender and white fingers casually outlined the strings of the ebony Huqin.
His lips are red and white, and his long eyelashes are not curly, so that when he lowers his eyes, it completely hides the look in his pupils.
He thin lips and lightly said: "Schrödingwei hid the remnants of the defending imperial family and swallowed the defending treasury with the intent of rebellion. This governor came on the order of the emperor to punish Schrodinger and the remnants of the defending country on the spot.
There was no ups and downs in his words, and he was indifferent to human feelings.
He played Huqin leisurely in the sound of fighting and raining all over the mountains.
Countless arrows shot at Schrodinger and others.
Nan Baoyi was surprised.
The hand holding the lantern couldn't stop shaking, she suddenly looked at Xiao Yi, "Gu Chongshan is crazy?!"
Wei Ji and Wei Nan waited for ten years before they waited for each other. They had never done anything evil, so why should they be killed together? !
Across the fight and the rain curtain, Xiao Yi looked at Gu Chongshan in the distance.
For a long time, he said lightly: "This is the nature."
"But Uncle Wei"
"gone."
Xiao Yi urged.
Nan Baoyi was still startled.
On Bai Dao's blue bricks, arrows shot through Uncle Wei and Wei Ji.
He was stained with blood, sitting on his knees in the rain covered with bronze mirror fragments, and hugged his wife who had been lost for ten years tightly in his arms.
Their cheeks pressed against each other, with joyful expressions...
Seeing her motionless, Xiao Yi reached out and touched her little face, "Even if Wei Nan is rescued from the battlefield now, he will not survive. Not to mention the many arrows in his body, ten years of ruined homeland, supporting him The only thought that wanders the world is Wei Ji. Now that Wei Ji is dead, he cannot live alone."
Nan Baoyi knew that he was right.
but……
Witnessing the death of a stranger is different from witnessing the death of an acquaintance.
She remembered meeting Uncle Wei on the street for the first time. He was holding a half-faced bronze mirror but he didn't sell his daughter freely.
She remembered drinking daughter Hong with Uncle Wei Yuexia, and he talked about his childhood sweetheart.
The so-called chivalrous courage and iron-boned tenderness are about men like Uncle Wei, right?
Even if the country is ruined and the family is destroyed, he is still a strong man.
He deserves respect!
Nan Baoyi rubbed the red eye circles.
Xiao Yi held her little hand and hugged her on the steed.
Nan Baoyi looked back.
Fighting across the Xiaoxiao rain curtain and the mountains, the dying lover and the down-and-out royal family, and the broken flames of war and warm blood, she looked at Gu Chongshan in the distance.
The dark purple canopy flies in the mountain breeze, and the palace lanterns are bright and extinguished.
The big with red lips and white teeth, Yanbo's blue official robe was splashed by rain, sitting on the armchair with a broad sword and golden horse, his eyelashes lowered, and he still played Huqin casually.
The sound of the piano whimpers, like weeping like complaining, like resentment like admiration.
A song "Requiem", but I don't know whose soul it is.
As if feeling something, Gu Chongshan looked over through the rain curtain.
The mountains are raining.
The little the horse, wearing a delicate cloud bun, and a pale pink skirt like a little hibiscus flower in full bloom, the pearls swayed gently on her forehead, her small face is white and tender and beautiful, and her pupils are clear and clean, like the world's best Nice red bean paste buns.
The rain blurred his vision.
In a trance, there seemed to be a girl sitting on Xiao Yi's horse.
It was faintly in the late autumn season in Shengjing City. She was dressed exquisitely and beautifully, her palace dress was grand and luxurious, but her small face was broken and ugly. Even the most luxurious rouge in the world could not hide her scars and paleness.
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